The Flaws sound like they’ve been teleported
here from New York 1979 (or maybe they got into that
particular sound second time around, via The Strokes),
despite the fact that they’re a bunch of young
lads from Monaghan who’ve just released their
debut, the rather good Achieving Vagueness.
But such geographical dislocation in the influences
is fine by me, since that kind of music, it’s
the kind I like. Apart from the odd lurch towards
Killers-type kitsch, this is a thoughtfully jagged
bunch of songs, played with a conviction that draws
favourable comparisons with Television and early Talking
Heads.